The Works of Frederick Schiller: Early Dramas and Romances

not. 'Tis past eleven. The sound of arms and men rings
frightfully through the palace, and no Fiesco comes.

ROSA. You are to conceal yourself behind the tapestry--
what can the Count intend?

LEONORA. He directs, and I obey. Why should I
fear? And yet I tremble, Arabella, and my heart beats fearfully with apprehension. For Heaven's sake, damsels, do
not leave me.

ARABELLA. Fear nothing: our timidity subdues our
curiosity

LEONORA. Where'er I turn my eyes, strange shapes appear with hollow and distracted countenances. Whomsoever
I address trembles like a criminal, and withdraws into the
thickest gloom of night, that fearful refuge of a guilty conscience. Whate'er they answer falls from the trembling
tongue in doubtful accents. Oh, Fiesco! what horrid business dost thou meditate? Ye heavenly Powers! watch over
my Fiesco!

ROSA (alarmed). Oh, heavens! what noise is that without?

ARABELLA. It is the soldier who stands there as sentinel.
(The SENTINEL without calls, "Who goes there?")

LEONORA. Some one approaches. Quick! behind the curtain--(they conceal themselves.)

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